Whoosh — —
Rays of light rose from the ground like stars exploding. Flames soared into the sky.
Woo woo woo!
In an instant, the gate was sealed. Ghosts wailed and gods howled within a thousand miles of the Crying Ghost Ridge.
Poof!
Even Lin Wutian and the others, who were far behind, were affected. Their souls fell into darkness and were almost annihilated. They bled from their seven orifices and retreated thousands of meters before stopping.
Woo woo …
The Black Wolf King, who was a mid-stage Mystic Immortal, kept growling. The soul magnetic field here had completely changed. Space was distorted, and there were strange sounds everywhere as if they came from ancient times.
"Kill!"
Da da da …
A voice that didn't belong to this era resounded through the sky. In the blink of an eye, there was an army and a murderous aura that made people's hair stand on end.
Hiss hiss hiss!
Screech!
Horses screeched and eagles soared into the sky. Time and space were distorted. A mirage appeared in the sky above the Crying Ghost Ridge. Thousands of soldiers and horses trampled the mountains and rivers. Their aura was dozens of times more terrifying than the Blood Dragon Guards of the Revered Dragon Marquis. The leader pulled out his sword and mobilized the army.
At this moment, it happened to be recorded by Luo Wuhen. This scene hadn't appeared for countless years. Now, it made people and big shots change their expressions.
This was an immortal war in ancient times, and it was a battle between countless armies! Their overall strength was enough to defeat the Blood Dragon Guards.
Boom boom boom!
The Blood Dragon Guards were shocked by this aura until they vomited blood. The ultimate profound of the immortal runes smashed through the heavy armor shields and successfully opened a path.
But who had the ability to rush over at this time?
Ye Qinghan's mouth was full of blood. His soul was in a daze. He crashed into the entrance of the Crying Ghost Ridge and fainted on the spot. It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, but he didn't expect the immortal runes to activate the murderous aura of the Crying Ghost Ridge. It opened people's eyes. The magnetic field here was instantly chaotic, and his soul was about to be annihilated.
Poof!
Ye Qinghan lay on the ground and spat out blood. His face was smeared with blood. His body twitched, and the sword in his hand fell away.
Woo woo woo —
A gust of ghastly wind swept up in the Crying Ghost Ridge. Ghosts wailed and wolves howled, and a murderous aura filled the air.
Whoosh!
The dense fog directly submerged Ye Qinghan within the Crying Ghost Ridge. Even Luo Wuhen was unable to react to this change.
Once he entered the Crying Ghost Mountain Range, Ye Qinghan immediately disappeared. By the time Luo Wuhen chased after him, he had already disappeared without a trace.
Lin Wutian and the others' faces were covered in blood. Emperor Ye's music had lost its effect. The powerful Qi had sent several people flying. Even the Black Wolf King had fallen. When they got up, Ye Qinghan was nowhere to be found.
Emperor Ye was so shocked that he didn't know what to do. He opened his mouth to shout, but his throat seemed to be blocked.
Whoosh — —
At this time, the one who reacted the fastest was Supreme Ye. He rushed into Ghost Cry Ridge with the bracelet.
Outside the Crying Ghost Ridge, the willpower of the sixty thousand strong army crumbled on the spot. More than half of the thirty thousand heavy infantry died, and the rest were heavily injured. The immortal horses of the cavalry all died, and the cavalry also fell to the ground, and about a third of them fainted.
Whoosh!
The Blood Dragon Guard commander struggled to stand up and coughed out a large mouthful of blood essence. Looking at the Blood Dragon Guards lying in a pool of blood, he was burning with anger.
This time, at least ten thousand people had died. The remaining people were also quite frightened by the scene in Ghost Cry Ridge. Their Dao hearts were unstable. If they couldn't overcome the psychological barrier, the second legion of the Dragon Army would plummet. However, if they could overcome the psychological barrier, this army could achieve the combat strength of the ancient army. It was enough to sweep away any army today.
…
Inside the Crying Ghost Ridge, it was the real Crying Ghost Ridge. Endless cries echoed in the valley and basin. The army was slaughtering, and wails were everywhere. The magnetic field here was completely chaotic. The things in their eyes were not real, and the sound was also distorted. Everything that their souls perceived was fake.
Supreme Ye was impulsive. As soon as he entered the Crying Ghost Ridge, he regretted it. He wanted to turn around and go back, but there was no way back.
"Oh my god, what the hell is this place? Where's the road just now? " Supreme Ye slapped his butt on the ground and looked at the strange place in the sky in a daze. It was as if it was right in front of him, but it was not now. The killing intent of the army was stronger than anything he had ever seen. The vengeful spirit of Sikong Tanlang's Eternal World was as weak as a child in front of the murderous aura of the ancient army.
Sob sob sob …
The sound of crying echoed. It was like the cry of ghosts and demons.
As soon as he entered Ghost Cry Ridge, he did not return. Until now, there was no record of him walking out alive.
"Boss …" Supreme Ye held the bracelet in fear and moved forward with his head shrunk. Strange sounds kept coming from under his feet. It was the sound of bones being crushed.
"F * ck, don't scare me! I'm not a coward. "Supreme Martial Artist Ye encouraged himself, but his trembling legs betrayed his inner feelings.
…
At this moment, in the bumpy and chaotic world of Ghost Cry Ridge, Ye Qinghan was directly swept here by the ghost wind. This was not an opportunity given to him by some strange person, but because the magnetic field here was chaotic and caused a storm. It just so happened that he was swept in and unfortunately fell into this pile of rocks.
Bang!
Ye Qinghan fell heavily into a pile of rocks. These rocks were all red in color, soaked in blood and tainted with baleful aura. Every single rock here was capable of seizing an immortal soul. Even if a Profound Immortal were to fall into this place, it was very likely that they would die miserably due to the loss of their soul.
Ah —
Ye Qinghan growled. A sharp pain spread throughout his body. His soul felt like it was being pricked by needles, causing his face to contort. He had no choice but to wake up from his coma.
Whoosh!
Ah …
Ye Qinghan turned over and looked at the sky. He groaned softly. In his confused eyes, there was nothing but fog, rocks, and some golden bones not far away.
Sob sob sob …
The sound of ghosts crying entered his ears, followed by the sound of an army charging.
Da da da!
"Kill — — —"
A figure swam into Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness. He was so frightened that he waved his hand and grabbed Tanggu's saber. He slashed fiercely in all directions. However, other than hitting rocks, there was nothing else!
Boom!
The impact of Tanggu's saber hitting a rock numbed the web between his thumb and index finger. A wave of murderous aura surged into Tanggu's saber, almost corroding it. The saber trembled and groaned rapidly, as if it was very afraid of the things here.
"Damn it … This is the Crying Ghost Ridge!"
Ye Qinghan did not know how he entered. He clutched his head and stood up in a panic. He looked at the blood-red rocks around him. Negative emotions enveloped his heart. It was as if he was standing on an ancient battlefield and had fallen into a confrontation between two armies.
Sob sob sob!
The wild wind blew his black hair. The emotions in Ye Qinghan's eyes changed. They were fear and apprehension.
"How did I enter the Crying Ghost Ridge?" Ye Qinghan cried out hoarsely.
"Boss … Boss, save me!"
At this moment, a tender voice echoed in the valley. It was very faint, but it felt like it was nearby.
It was impossible for Ye Qinghan not to recognize that it was Sovereign Ye's voice. It was so wretched that even an illusion might not be able to create it.
"This isn't an illusion. This guy really came in …" Ye Qinghan's spirits were suddenly lifted. He immediately replied, "Divine Bird, I'm here!"
Sob sob sob …
Ao — — —
"Ah! Save me … "
Just as Ye Qinghan finished speaking, countless mournful screams sounded from all directions. They sounded like the cries of babies, but also like the screams of women. The sounds were very close, as if they were right next to his ear!
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan turned around in shock, but there was no one around.
It was too strange. It wasn't that Ye Qinghan hadn't been to hell before, but that was only the place where souls returned to after death. It wasn't particularly mystical. However, this place was truly mystical. It was beyond his imagination.
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